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Hesaella Mellaris 💭🌙 Finally finished the triplets!! Probably the saddest of the girls (3/3) ~ In the shadow of the Fourteen Flames, the last of the Mellaris triplets entered the world in silence. She didn’t cry or stir, and both mother and child lay cold. Overlooking the birth was a long forgotten ancient Goddess. She took pity and breathed life back into them both. But from that moment baby Hesaella was marked, blessed and cursed as a dreamer.

Visions haunted her sleep: deaths yet to come, shadows of the doom, glimpses of fates no mortal should see. Nobles sought her out, eager to know their futures. Some paid her dearly to twist destiny to cheat death, but Hesaella warned them to not tempt fate. Few heeded her.

Amongst her clients was Manyx Dortigar, a dragon-tamer who asked not for prophecy but for her company. To him, she gave her heart. But fate is cruel. One stormy night, a vision struck so violently it seared her throat, leaving her voiceless. When she foresaw Manyx’s death, devoured by a maddened dragon beneath the full moon, she had no way to warn him or to spill her heart to him one last time. The full moon appeared days later and the tragedy struck true, and her heartbreak hollowed her soul.

Vhaessa Mellaris 🐉🩸🗡️ My second (2/3) Valyrian oc!! hope you enjoy the legend 🫶🏻 ~ In the age before the Doom of Valyria, when the empire still brined bright, there was a woman born into House Mellaris who hungered not for power, knowledge or wealth, but for dragons. Her name was Vhaessa, second born of the Mellaris triplets.

She carved runes into her skin, worshipped the fire, and gathered the remnants of dragons. Scales, egg shells and bones. She was obsessed with the dream not to ride or take a dragon, but to become one.

On the night of her final ritual, all was prepared. The fire burnt brightly. She laid stolen eggs in a ring of crushed obsidian and poured her life’s blood upon them. The earth shook, the eggs split, and from within burst shadows. They poured into Vhaessa, twisting her body into something neither human nor dragon. Some say her cries became a dragons roar before the flames devoured her.

When the fire finally guttered out, nothing remained of Vhaessa but the glinting ruby from her headpiece and a single blacked scale pulsing with heat like a living heart.

Aelveria-Targnaerys Mellaris🩸🦇🌙 My first ever ancient valyrian oc (1/3)!! I spent a while creating the lore and design for her, i hope you enjoy the backstory! ~ In the days of Valyria’s glory, the firstborn of the Mellaris triplets entered the world loud and unyielding. Her name was Aelveria-Targnaerys, and from her youth she was marked by her fire and spirit.

As a child, she consumed knowledge from House Mellaris’ library of ancient texts, hungering for knowledge. By her marriage to Vilor Arnaris she rose into wealth and splendour. Yet it was not her knowledge or jewels that defined her, it was her voice. At the age of 21 she claimed a seat upon the Valyrian High council, the youngest woman to ever do so. There she spoke boldly of dangerous things: that if Valyria was to endure and grow its borders, slavery must be abolished. She believed that in doing so other kingdoms would gladly bend the knee to Valyria, rather than see their people desecrated and destroyed upon conquest.

Aelveria’s opinions drew unwanted attention. At 43, she was assassinated upon her seat in the Valyrian High council, thus silencing her dream of a free people.

Her husband Vilor, fearing for their 6 children, cast aside the House name Arnaris to begin anew. In honour of his bold wife, he took up a new House name…Targaryen. Thus, on the night Aelveria died, House Arnaris ended, and House Targaryen began. A quiet homage to his beloved wife.

Daella Targaryen 💙🦋

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